A/N: I'm a horrible person!!! I haven't posted in forever!!!!! Please don't throw bananas at me!!! Anyway, I lied in the last chapter. I said the next destination was Farmington, IL; but, I forgot all about TN. (Sorry, Y'all!) I'll get to the story now.

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or "Hey, Soul Sister" by Train

Percy and Annabeth's Travels Across America in Their Huge RV-Type-Thing

Chapter Six

Me and Annabeth were playing video games on the bus. It had been another day of boring traveling. We hadn't had much fun since our stay at the lake. Right now she was kicking my butt at Mario Cart. "Aw, come on, Annabeth! Cut me some slack!" I said, grinning. She laughed. "Not a chance Seaweed Brain!"

I pretend to be offended. She rolled her eyes and finished me off. GAME OVER. Annabeth's fist shot up in the air. "Victorious once again!" She cheered. I laughed, and walked over to the kitchen. "You want some toast, Annabeth?" Grabbing the toaster, I looked at Annabeth again, who hadn't responded.

She was currently staring out the window, looking completely oblivious to everything around her. "Annabeth?" She didn't tear her eyes away from the window, but she said: "What was the question?" I laughed. "The question," I said, "was do you want some toast?" She nodded, climbing over the sofa to join me at the breakfast bar.

So, we made toast, and then happily ate it. "Where are we? Shouldn't we have reached Tennessee awhile ago?" I said, finally breaking the silence as we munched on our toast. "Yeah, we should have, but we took the scenic route."

I nodded and took another bite out of my toast. Suddenly, Annabeth screeched and ran up to the window.

I ran after her, confused like crazy. She bounced up and down and pointed at the horizon. I followed her finger and saw several outlines of buildings. And one looked suspiciously like Batman…

"We must've missed the Tennessee sign! We're almost in Nashville!" I laughed at her. She normally only gets this excited when she talks about architecture. "We should arrive downtown in about half an hour. I hear rush hour is bad here."

"Annabeth, I'm pretty sure rush hour is bad in every big city." Annabeth glared at me, and smacked my shoulder. "Smart a-"

"Nice words, Annabeth."

" I wasn't going to say a bad word!"

"What where you going to say, then?" She cursed under her breath, and went upstairs to change. I laughed, and followed her. When I reached the landing, her bathroom door was closed.

I grabbed a Camp Half-Blood shirt and a pair of jeans, and then went to my own bathroom. When I went out again, Annabeth was packing a small backpack. "Whatcha got in there?" I said walking up to stand beside her. "Mortal money, drachmas, a couple of tour guide books, nectar and ambrosia, and I'll add in some water bottles downstairs." I shook my head. "You're forgetting something!" I called after her, as she bounced her way down the stairs. "What, Seaweed Brain?" I showed her my world famous grin. "Snacks!"

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "It's Nashville, there's going to be food there. I hear they make a mean Barbeque!"

We passed under a bridge, and the building that looked like Batman kept getting closer. We drove into the heart of Downtown. Annabeth would gasp and point at something every now and again, saying something about 'the amazing architecture.'

After a while we pulled into an empty alley. Annabeth grabbed our stuff, and bounced off the bus. I followed her, and breathed in the Nashville air. Not as familar as New York's air, but nice.

"Stand back, Percy" Annabeth held out her hand and muttered some words in Geek. There was a bright flash of light, and I diverted my eyes.

When I looked back, the bus was no longer there. I saw Annabeth's fists close around a little toy bus. "Is that the bus?" Annabeth grinned and slid it into her pocket. She winked at me, and turned to walk out of the alley.

When we reached the mouth of the alley, we began walking down some random street. "So, where to first?" Annabeth shrugged. "No idea. I don't want to see it all, but I want to see a lot."

"So, no architecture stuff that you want to go see?" She grinned again. "You'll see." We turned onto a street called Broadway. " Hey, Annabeth." I said, looking at her sideways. "Why are we really here? I know you didn't come here for the country music."

"Again, you'll see." I saw the tall building shaped like Batman getting closer to us. It towered over the streets, casting a shadow.

"Annabeth, what is that building?" I questioned, pointing up at the strange building. "Um, I'm gonna guess from the 'AT&T' sign on it, it's an AT&T office building." My face turned to a nice shade of red. We walked past a bunch of buildings, when Annabeth gasped and pointed to a glass building.

"That's the Bridgestone Arena!" She started running towards it, full speed ahead. I thought about running after her, but I had second thoughts. "Percy! Come on!!" Annabeth shouted at me over her shoulder. I faked a dramatic sigh, and ran after her. We reached the front doors, panting. Annabeth yanked the front doors open, and dashed inside.

We spent the morning there, touring it, eating stuff, buying stuff, and going into the 'forbidden' areas. Yeah, we're bad like that. At about noon, I got hungry. "Hey Annabeth, what's for lunch?" She looked out a nearby window. "We could find a Barbeque joint."

"Sounds good to me." We hastily left the air conditioned building. We walked around until we found a Barbeque joint. We picked a booth by the window, as it started to drizzle. A spunky blonde came up to take our order. "What can I get you to drink?" She said, noisily chomping on her gum. I looked at Annabeth, who mouthed the words: 'Diet Coke'.

"Diet coke for both of us." I said, smiling at the waitress. She blushed and fled back to the kitchen. Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Stop flirting, Seaweed Brian." I saw the waitress peeking at me through the kitchen door. "It's not my fault she likes me!" I protested, raising my eyebrows. "Whatever. Just choose what you want to order." Annabeth said, averting her eyes away from me, back to her menu.

The blonde came up to our table again, and I read her name tag. Annabelle Lee. "Have you decided on what you would like to order, sir?" She said, directly to me. "Ladies first." I motioned towards Annabeth. Annabelle Lee slowly turned around, and forced a smile. "What do you want, ma'am?" I winked at Annabeth behind the waitress's back. "I'll have the classic ribs." She said, handing the menu back to Annabelle Lee.

Before she could turn back to me, Annabeth tried to make conversation. "Annabelle Lee. Like that Edgar Allen Poe poem, right?" Annabelle Lee grimaced. "Yes, my parents named me after a poem." She turned back to me, and smiled brightly. "I'll have the same as Annabeth."

She looked confused for a moment. "Annabeth?" I pointed at Annabeth, raising my eyebrows as if to say: Duh. Who ELSE would I be talking about? She followed my finger with her gaze until her bright blue eyes meet Annabeth's stormy gray ones. "Oh. Um, your food will be out to you shortly."

When she disappeared behind the door, Annabeth chuckled. "What?" I said. Annabeth shook her head, but kept laughing. I rolled my eyes. Half an hour later, we were finished with our meal. As Annabelle Lee came up to give us our final check, I wrote a number on a piece of nearby napkin and handed it to her. She bushed furiously as I winked at her.

When we were a block away, she grabbed my arm and spun me around to face her. "What the Hades was that?" She hissed at me. I grinned. "Oh, come on, Annabeth. Don't tell me you've never heard of The Rejection Hotline?"

Annabeth's mouth dropped. "You, you gave her-

"The number to The Rejection Hotline. So, when she dials the number I gave her, she'll get rejected." I winked and started walking towards a body of water that was at the end of the street. Annabeth followed me, and I noticed a tint of pink on her cheeks. The rain was starting to get a little harder now, and the cars rolling by splashed us pedestrians.

There was a silence between Annabeth and I. And I knew the perfect way to break it. It was pouring now, and most everyone had gone for shelter. But not us. I looked at Annabeth, was staring straight ahead. I think it's time to make a little noise. I thought. Grinning, I started singing.

"I'm singing in the rain, just a singing in the rain! What a glorious feeling,"

"Just a singing in the rain!" Annabeth finished for me, grinning almost as widely as me. I laughed, as did Annabeth.

"And I'm happy again. I'm laughing at clouds. So dark, up above, the sun's in my heart. And I'm ready for love. Let the stormy clouds chase. Everyone from the place, come on with the rain I have a smile on my face. I'll walk down the lane with a happy refrain. Just singing, singing in the rain."

Annabeth and I laughed as we splashed down the sidewalk. We got a few stares, but we were too busy having fun. We reached the river, and stumbled to the water's edge. "Hey, Seaweed Brain. You think you could make me dry too?" Annabeth said, holding out her soaking wet arms. I looked down at myself. Completely dry, not a drop.

I willed Annabeth to be dry, and for the rain to do the same to her as it did to me. Sure enough, Annabeth was perfectly dry within minutes. We walked along the waters edge until we decided that we should settle in for the night.

"So, where are we going to spend the night? Are we going to use the bus or-

"I all ready have reservations at a downtown hotel. At the Renaissance, to be exact. One of the nicest hotels in Nashville." Annabeth interrupted. "When do we check in?"

"As soon as we get there." Annabeth said, rolling her eyes. "Do you want to head back now?" I said, looking at her side ways. She nodded, and we turned back to the city. It was about a 10 minute walk, and when we were about a block away, Annabeth stopped me. "Percy, wait. We are both dry, with no umbrella, and no rain jackets. Don't you think that'll cause a little bit of questioning?" She raised an eyebrow, like she expected me to do something. Oh. Duh.

I willed the water to affect us, causing Annabeth to shriek. I laughed as she playfully punched my shoulder. We walked into the hotel, dripping wet. Annabeth strolled up to the Check-In counter. The kid at the counter looked to be about our age, maybe a year or so older. "Welcome to the Renaissance Hotel, how can I help you? If you are checking in, please tell me your name so you can check in." He said in a bored tone.

His eyes were glued to his comic book, and he had his feet propped up on the table. "Jackson, please." Annabeth stated. At the sound of Annabeth's voice, the attendant looked up and almost fell out of his chair in the process. "Oh- oh, um, sorry Miss Jackson." He stuttered. I could see he was flustered by Annabeth's beauty. What guy isn't? I thought to myself.

"Actually, Jackson is my name." I said, stepping forward. Annabeth shot me a look, but said nothing. The guy turned red, and quickly apologized. "Here ya'll go. I can have an another attendant help you with your luggage. If you need it that is."

"It's okay, Percy's dad will be bringing our luggage in as soon as he parks." Annabeth smiled, and I was about to whisper to her: 'Stop flirting, Wise Girl'; when she grabbed my hand and casually started walking towards the elevator. I smirked at the guy over my shoulder, and turned back to Annabeth; whom had pressed the elevator button with her free hand. Her hand was warm, and her fingers seemed to fit perfectly in between mine.

Once we stepped onto the elevator, Annabeth dropped my hand. She blushed. "Percy, I'm really sorry about that. I wanted to send him a clear sign that said: 'I'm not available.' But I wasn't sure how to do it. And so I did the first thing that came to mind. I mean, did you see the way he was looking at me? Again, Percy. I'm really-

"Did I say I didn't like it?" I interrupted. I grinned, and her checks turned a much darker shade of red. I laughed, and stepped of the elevator. Our floor was the highest floor, for VIPs. Apparently, Annabeth had 'connections'. (*coughcoughHermescoughcough*)

We walked down the hall to the very last room on the right. Annabeth slid the key into the door. It unlocked, and we both entered the room.

It was a very nice room, but the view was much better, even in the rain. Annabeth flopped down on the bed the bed closest to the wall. What about our luggage?" I questioned, plopping down on the bed closest to the window. "You heard me. 'Hank' will be up with it as soon as he's 'parked.'

As if on cue, there was a knocking on our door. I jumped up to answer it, and found my self face to face with Poseidon. At first I was shocked, until I realized he holding two suitcases. As soon as I grabbed our bags, he disappeared. Weird.

I plopped our suitcases in front of our dressers. Annabeth turned on the T.V. It was on some music channel, and right now "Hey, Soul Sister" by Train was playing. Well, it was actually the music video. Annabeth squealed in delight. "I love this song!" I rolled my eyes and picked up the remote. "Percy Jackson, don't you dare change it!"

So, instead, I turned the volume up.

Your lipstick stains

On the front lobe of my

left side brains

I knew I wouldn't forget you

And soon I went and let you

Blow my mind

Your sweet moon beam

The smell of you in every single

Dream I dream

I knew when we collided

You're the one I have deiced

Who's one of my kind

Hey, soul sister

Ain't that Mister Mister

On the radio, stereo

The way you move ain't fair

You know

Hey, soul sister

I don't wanna miss

A single thing you do tonight

I looked over to see Annabeth dancing and singing along. She caught me looking, and pulled me off the bed to come dance with her. We were horrible dancers, but it was fun.

Just in time

I'm so glad you have a

One track mind like me

You gave my life direction

A game show love connection

We can't deny

I'm so obsessed

My heart is bound to beat right

Out of my untrimmed chest

I believe in you

Like a virgin you're Madonna

And I'm always gonna wanna

Blow your mind

Hey, soul sister

Ain't that Mister Mister

On the radio, stereo

The way you move ain't fair

You know

Hey, soul sister

I don't wanna miss

A single thing you do tonight

We were twirling round and round. Holding hands, we did a ballet-waltz-country-jazz-rock-random dance that was completely our own style.

The way you can cut a rug

Watchin' you is the drug I need

So gangster, I'm so thug

You're the only one I'm

Dreaming of you see

I can be myself now finally

In fact there's nothing

I can't be

I want the world to see you be

With me

Hey, soul sister

Ain't that Mister Mister

On the radio, stereo

The way you move ain't fair

You know

Hey, soul sister

I don't wanna miss

A single thing you do tonight

Hey, soul sister

I don't wanna miss a

Single thing you do tonight.

Then I realized that this song described how much I loved Annabeth. True, she wasn't the greatest dancer, but other than that, it fit us perfectly.

I wanted to believe she felt the same way. Her stormy gray eyes were looking into my sea-green ones. They were shining, and filled with joy, happiness, and something else. I couldn't put my finger on it, but I knew it had to be good.

Little did I know, my eyes were shining with the same type of something. Something that Annabeth couldn't put her finger on either.

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A/N: TA-DA!!!! I'M FINISHED!!!! :D Oh, and for those of you that are wondering, the song is still playing while Percy is thinking. (What? Percy can think?!?!?! Yeah, shocker!!!) If you've never hear the song, shame on you. If you have, here's a cookie!!!!!!! *Shoves a cookie in your face* So, I have something special planned for the next chapter. Some one they'll meet, and some where they'll go. Can any body guess?!?!?!?!?!

If you can guess, I will give you another mental cookie!!! Kay, gatta go start the seventh chapter before some one hurls more bananas at me!!!!

Lots of love,

Lol Fantasy!!! :D